He was drinking and wandering around because he felt empty inside, the excitent was only on the surface.
Since Qiao An broke up with him, he hasn’t truly been happy again.
Actually, Jiang Muzhou knew very well that families like the Jiang Family would eventually be completely cracked down; what he had was nothing but an illusion.
So, when the relevant departnts started the investigation, he remained so calm, even when drinking with Lin Chu at the snack street, it felt like he was recounting sothing unrelated to him.
The person you like when you’re young often won’t accompany you to the end.
Just like Qiao An was to Jiang Muzhou.
Just like Lu Huai’an was to Lin Chu.
No one knows what kind of joke Jiang Jiang told, that didn’t make Qi Ming laugh but left herself laughing so hard she couldn’t catch her breath, leaning against the table.
Lin Chu looked at her, with a faint and subtle smile, "Brother Jiang, will you tell Jiang Muzhou?"
People are very complex, like Qiao An.
When Lin Chu disliked her, it was real dislike, he’d never show a pleasant face no matter the occasion.
Who would have thought that one day Lin Chu would feel ashad of his past self, for being unable to see through it, for wrongly accusing, for misunderstanding.
Jiang Yichen naturally understood what Lin Chu was referring to.
With deep, calm eyes, he looked at the countless lights outside the glass window, with no more emotional fluctuation, "I promised Xiao Qiao, I won’t let him know."
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After dinner, Jiang Yichen drove Lin Chu and Qi Ming to the outside of their neighborhood.
Although he didn’t get out of the car, he only left after he couldn’t see the backs of Lin Chu and Qi Ming.
Jiang Jiang was a bit sleepy, with blurry eyes, she asked softly, "Dad, why can’t we take Aunt Lin ho?"
Jiang Yichen divided all his patience and gentleness between two people, one was Jiang Jiang, the other was Lin Chu.
Jiang Jiang wasn’t the obedient and compliant type, often very difficult to handle, but Jiang Yichen never lost his temper with her.
Anything Jiang Jiang asked, he would answer.
"It’s not the right ti yet, we have to wait until Aunt finishes dealing with her own things."
Jiang Jiang didn’t understand anything, but she knew Dad liked Aunt Lin very, very much.
"But Dad, Aunt Lin is so beautiful, if you don’t work hard, so other uncle will take her away."
She still rembered the scene a year ago when Lu Huai’an took Lin Chu away as they were dining in a restaurant.
Hearing Jiang Jiang’s words, Jiang Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle.
The death of Lin Zongjun, although not directly caused by Lu Huai’an, was nevertheless related to the Lu Family.
As long as Lu Huai’an bore the Lu surna and had their blood flowing through him, such hatred would not be extinguished.
Lin Zongjun had only one daughter, Lin Chu, all his love was for her, and his only family died through the Lu Family’s underhanded tactics, even the deepest love could vanish completely.
Jiang Yichen only needed to wait.
Turning the steering wheel, he said composedly, "No."
...
It was around nine o’clock, the lights of countless hos were on, and the faint sound of residents’ voices could still be heard.
Lin Chu held Qi Ming’s hand, strolling towards the apartnt.
She could feel her son’s low spirits, from morning till night, even with friends around, he wasn’t in much of a mood.
"Weren’t you happy to see Jiang Jiang?"
Qi Ming looked down at the ground, his young features the sa as usual, silent and indifferent.
After a while, he finally answered, "No, I was happy."
Lin Chu stopped, squatted in front of Qi Ming, and embraced him.
She looked at the long night, using her most natural acting skills to find excuses for Lu Huai’an.
"He didn’t an it; in the adult world, there’s not only family and life, work is also very important. Last night he didn’t co ho, he must have encountered a very tricky problem."
She told her son like this, also reminding herself.
Qi Ming finally showed his true emotions, he hugged Lin Chu’s neck, murmuring very softly, "He shouldn’t have agreed if he couldn’t co."
As the saying goes, without expectations, there would be no disappointnts.
"Because many things co suddenly, no one can predict what will happen tomorrow or the day after, just like we didn’t know Uncle Jiang would co today."
When Lin Chu talked to Qi Ming, even her breathing was gentle, with a faint smile between her brows, under the streetlight, her bright features gained a few gentle touches.
Because of Lin Chu’s comfort, Qi Ming’s little emotion faded a lot, but his head was still drooping.
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